Look at that. Almost a week since the last post and another week back to the one before.
I’d like to claim that Life has spectacularly intruded and instead of writing about it I’m out there Living it.
Sadly it’s not true. Although I have been to some cool comedy festival shows.
This week has just been a regular work week (albeit foreshortened for Easter) and I’ve arguably had more time for such things . . . particularly as my lovely wife is off jetting between Tokyo, New York and London for work.
The culprit? Twitter. It’s a rampant and unforgiving time thief. Hours that would have been spent here researching and ranting (admittedly less of the former and more of the latter) has instead been spent Tweeting. With . . . um . . . my Tweeps.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Microblogging is its own special joy. And besides, while it’s made me less productive in this space it’s given me a renewed burst of enthusiasm for the medium in general, which was starting to wane a little.
The other plus with Twitterland is the connection to a community of cool skeptics, some of whom are minor internet celebrities (I’ll let them decide who I might be referring to) and some of whom I’ll meet in person at my first Vic Skeptics meeting on Monday night.
I’m hugely looking forward to that.
That’s enough for the moment. I’m off to do something constructive. Like watch the latest episode of Dollhouse.